I am The Pixie Shtick.
Hi there, its me, the Pixie Shtick. We haven’t talked in a while. I know last you heard from me I was sick, pregnant and cranky. Well, I’m still pregnant, but I’m feeling a lot better now, and much more cheerful, Yay! Doc says me and baby are healthy, woot!
So I’ve just been chillin’ like a villain and waiting for this little guy to grow big enough to move out so I can get my body back. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy my Monster High obsession. If you follow me because of my other fandoms, sorry, they’re kinda on the back-burner for now, but not forgotten. Alright, I’ll catch up with all y’all later.
- the Pixie Shtick
So me in my backyard with pink hair. I realized I hadn’t taken any pics of it yet. its pretty amazing. Its a little fuzzy right now cuz I brushed it a tied it up. I don’t know, I like it, and I want my brown hair back. I love brushing my hair and seeing pink fuzz. I love when a perfect pink curl falls in my face. What I don’t like is all the strange looks I get from people. I thought I would be okay with it, I mean, I chose this. But it gets annoying. And sometimes I feel like a clown. Or Pinky Pie. I feel like I should be joking or laughing all the time, and that is so not me. I mean, I like to laugh. But I’m rolling around in other emotions too.
what is life?
Everyone in my family makes grunting noises at me when they want me to do something and then get mad when I purposly ignore them.
arfh, I am sick. I’m think I should do all those things I want to do once I get a day to myself, but now all I want to do is sleep.
I think I survived the majority of the anxiety attacks I had today. I’m sure there will be a few more small ones tonight, but I’m almost over it. Yeah, I have issues. Thanks for sticking through it.
Now The Shtick and I are deciding if we want to sit down and watch BN together or if I’m going to kill the archdemon, and he read Mockingjay. Probably the first.